DAINTY DAVEY

BEYOND THE TOWN THERE LIVED A MAIDE
AND SHE WAS THE KEEPER OF HER TRADE,
SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH A LIGHT TRIGADE
AND SHE CALLED HIM DAINTY DAVEY.
CHORUS: SO LEASE ME ON YOUR CURLY POW.
O DAINTEY DAVEY, DAINTY DAVEY.
SO LEASE ME ON YOUR CURLY POW.
YOU'RE MY OWN DEAR DAINTY DAVEY.
MY LOVE, MY LOVE, MY LOVE, CRIED HE,
OH, I HAVE A LONGIN' FOR THE SEA.
I'LL GO DEFEND MY COUNTRY.
SAY GOODBYE TO THE DAINTY DAVEY.
REPEAT CHORUS
FOUR YEARS AND SEVEN DAYS WERE GONE.
WHEN SHE SPIED HIS FIGURE COMING ON
SHE KNEW IT WAS HER OWN DEAR ONE
SAYIN, "COME KISS ME DAINTY DAVEY."

GYPSY DAVEY

IT WAS LATE LAST NIGHT
WHEN THE BOSS CAME HOME,
ASKING ABOUT HIS LADY
AND THE ONLY ANSWER HE RECEIVED,
SHE'S GONE WITH THE GYPSY DAVEY,
SHE'S GONE WITH THE GYPSY DAVE.
GO SADDLE FOR ME MY BUCKSKIN HORSE,
AND MY HUNDRED DOLLAR SADDLE,
POINT OUT TO ME THEIR WAGON TRACKS,
AND AFTER THEM I'LL TRAVEL,
WELL AFTER THEM I'LL RIDE.
WELL HE HAD NOT RODE TO THE MIDNIGHT MOON,
WHEN HE SAW THEIR CAMPFIRE GLEAMING.
HE HEARD THE NOTES OF THE BIG GUITAR
AND THE VOICE OF THE GYPSY SINGING
THAT SONG OF THE GYPSY DAVE.
TAKE OFF, TAKE OFF YOUR KIDSKIN GLOVES,
AND YOUR BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER,
AND GIVE TO ME YOUR LILY WHITE HANDS,
WE'LL GO BACK HOME TOGETHER;
WE'LL GO BACK HOME AGAIN.
NO, I WON'T TAKE OFF MY K
NOR MY BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER,
I'LL GO MY WAY FROM DAY TO DAY,
AND SING WITH THE GYPSY DAVEY,
I'LL GO WITH THE GYPSY DAVE.
HAVE YOU FORSAKEN YOUR HOUSE AND HOME?
HAVE YOU FORSAKEN YOUR BABY?
HAVE YOU FORSAKEN YOUR HUSBAND DEAR,
TO GO WITH THE GYPSY DAVEY?
AND SING WITH THE GYPSY DAVE?
YES, I'VE FORSAKEN MY HOUSE AND HOME,
TO GO WITH THE GYPSY DAVEY,
AND I'VE FORSAKEN MY HUSBAND DEAR,
BUT NOT MY BLUE-EYED BABY,
MY PRETTY LITTLE BLUE-EYED BABY.

I NEVER WILL MARRY

ONE MORNING I RAMBLED
DOWN BY THE SEASHORE,
THE WIND IT DID WHISTLE
AND THE WATERS DID ROAR.
I HEARD A FAIR MAIDEN
GIVE A PITIFUL CRY,
AND IT SOUNDED SO LONELY
IN THE WATERS NEAR BY.
CHORUS
I NEVER WILL MARRY
I'LL BE NO MAN'S WIFE.
I INTEND TO LIVE SINGLE
ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE.
END CHORUS
THE SHELLS IN THE OCEAN
SHALL BE MY DEATH BED,
WHILE THE FISH IN DEEP WATER
SWIM OVER MY HEAD.
CHORUS
SHE CAST HER FAIR BODY
IN THE WATER SO DEEP,
SHE CLOSED HER PRETTY BLUE EYES,
FOREVER TO SLEEP.
REPEAT CHORUS TWO TIMES

SIMPLE GIFTS

TIS A GIFT TO BE SIMPLE,
TIS A GIFT TO BE FREE,
TIS A GIFT TO COME DOWN WHERE WE OUGHT TO BE.
AND WHEN WE FIND OURSELVES IN OUR PLACE JUST RIGHT
WE WILL BE IN THE VALLEY OF LOVE AND DELIGHT.
WHEN TRUE SIMPLICITY IS GAINED,
TO BOW AND TO BEND WE WILL NOT BE ASHAMED,
TO TURN, TO TURN WILL BE OUR DELIGHT,
TILL BY TURNING, TURNING WE COME 'ROUND RIGHT.

AMAZING GRACE

AMAZING GRACE, HOW SWEET THE SOUND,
THAT SAVED A WRETCH LIKE ME.
I ONCE WAS LOST, BUT NOW I'M FOUND,
WAS BLIND, BUT NOW I SEE.
THROUGH MANY DANGERS, TOILS AND SNARES,
I HAVE ALREADY COME,
'TIS GRACE THAT BROUGHT ME SAFE THIS FAR,
AND GRACE WILL LEAD ME HOME.
'TWAS GRACE THAT TAUGHT MY HEART TO FEAR,
AND GRACE MY FEARS RELIEVED,
HOW PRECIOUS DID THAT GRACE APPEAR,
THE HOUR I FIRST BELIEVED.

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